Chapter 25 Thea
I looked into the mirror and I barely recognized myself.
I wasn’t just talking about the tiny shredded denim shorts or the leather corset and matching knee-high boots I let Anna dress me in, I was talking about my entire reflection.
Standing there, staring into my own eyes, I realized I looked and felt much happier than I ever had in my life.
If tonight went as planned, I was going to get my man and truly give myself to him, and I wasn’t talking anal sex. No, I was talking about a real Martyrs in Mayhem MC party where I would let him stake his claim on me in front of everyone.
Earlier, I had Serena promise she’d keep my brother busy so I could actually go through with it.
I also had Anna give me a makeover so I could look the part.
If I was going to be an old lady, then I needed to see what all that meant, and the ladies did a good job explaining it to me, so now the ball was in my court.
“You look so hot,” Anna gasped from my bed. “Bane is going to be on his knees for you!”
I laughed. “That’s the goal.” I separated some of my blonde wig curls from each other and continued to look over myself. “Do you think we’re supposed to work?”
“I do,” she said, smiling. “But it’s not always going to be easy for you two. You both challenge each other in different ways, but I think that’s how love is supposed to be. It’s not always about the good moments, but how you love each other through the bad.”
“Corny,” I said, pretending to look disgusted.
“Bitch,” she said and we both laughed. “Now, stop worrying and let’s get you down to your man!”
Once I made my way down to the bar, I saw him sitting around a table with Crash and Hollywood, facing the party. Club girls were littered all over the place along with club members.
It was one in the morning, but that didn’t stop the electricity in the atmosphere.
Music was blaring from the speakers, some kind of raunchy rock music and the whole place smelled like sex and cigarettes.
People were fucking all over. I saw Ace and Bullet tag teaming a girl from both ends and even Hawk was enjoying the view of a girl riding his dick on the sofa in the back.
On the other side of the room, I watched as two club girls were eating each other’s pussies as a few members were shouting and cheering them on. I definitely wasn’t in Kansas anymore.
Bringing my eyes back to the reason I came down this late, I caught Hollywood’s head roll back as he let out a groan.
I realized then that his arm was bobbing back and forth because there was a girl underneath the table.
I looked over at Anna who had an icy look on her face as she looked over at him.
“I’m going to bed, babe. Come up if you need me.”
“Okay,” I said, giving her a sympathetic smile. I felt bad for my friend. She’s never said anything about her and Hollywood, but I’ve seen some strange looks from both of them that hinted at something more.
Ignoring the two scantily clad women trying to hang off my man, I strolled over to him and their eyes got big and they moved away.
Obviously they remembered what I did to Pearls who I realized was busy living up to her name underneath the table with Hollywood.
Maverick's eyes darkened as he slowly glided them down my body.
I gave him a cheeky smirk, much like the one he likes to do and said, “Hi.”
“Hi,” he said, returning my smirk.
Ignoring the curious looks Crash and Hollywood were giving me, I went over and sat in his lap.
“You shouldn’t be down here,” he said with a darkened voice.
Digging my ass into his lap, I looked up at him with innocent eyes. “I missed you up there by myself.”
He started to run his hands on the bare skin between my shorts and my boots.
“Ares is going to kill me if he finds you down here, babe.”
“I took care of that,” I said. “So just worry about taking care of me.”
I ignored Crash and Hollywood’s laughter and captured Maverick’s sexy lips with my own. He returned the favor and I snaked my arm around to gently pull back his head by his hair, deepening the kiss.
We were interrupted by a bartender setting shots down on the table for the boys.
I watched Crash and Hollywood grab theirs, but before Maverick could grab his, I did.
Giving him a wink, I took the shot and pulled his head back once again.
I let the liquid fall out of my mouth into his and he groaned, pressing his hard dick into my ass.
Once all of the liquid was out, I caught his mouth once again.
“Jesus Christ,” Hollywood said in a low voice. “That was so fucking sexy, Thea.”
Breaking the kiss, Maverick aggressively grabbed my throat to make me look straight into his deep blue eyes and gently squeezed.
“You’re playing a dangerous game, sweetheart.”
He used his other hand to slide into the underneath of my shorts and stroke my clit. My pussy was already wet and his touch made goosebumps break out across my skin.
“How do I win?” I asked in between soft moans as his speed picked up. He brought his lips close to my ear and whispered just low enough for me to hear, “You know what it means if I fuck you in front of my club, right?”
My eyes got big and I nodded. I knew exactly what it meant and I was ready to take that step with him, to become his old lady.
It scared the hell out of me, but I was convinced that Maverick was worth it.
I wasn’t sure how he’d feel or what he’d do after I told him about Matteo, but I didn’t care because every moment with him has been better than any of my best moments without him, and I realized that I was willing to take any risk for him if it meant me being his.
Smirking, he planted another kiss on my lips, not breaking his intense attack on my clit.
“Stand up and turn around,” he said darkly. “And don’t move until I tell you.”
Following his orders, I stood up and turned around.
Nervousness started growing in me as I waited to see what he was going to do.
I felt his hands on my ass and then I heard the flick of what sounded like a pocket knife.
I felt his hand on the small of my back, he must have stood up because I felt his thighs brush against me.
He used his hand to push my front to bend across the table, making my ass stick out.
I gasped and his knife cut a slit across the middle of the back of my shorts.
I wasn't wearing panties underneath and before I knew it, he aggressively slid the entire length of his cock into me in one stroke.
I gasped for air as he started pounding in and out of me with no remorse or shame at who was watching.
“This is what you wanted, baby. You wanted me to fuck that tight little pussy of yours in front of my club?”
I moaned out a “yes,” as he used one hand to grab on to my hips and the other to press my head into the table.
The position of my head gave me the perfect view of Crash and Hollywood and the lust in their eyes as their Prez pounded into me.
I also saw a few other members watching as they stroked themselves.
I was surprised at how much this was turning me on, and I think Maverick knew that, too because his pace kept increasing and so did my moans.
I realized quickly that this wasn’t Maverick fucking me, it was Bane, president of the Martyrs in Mayhem MC, and he was staking his final claim on me.
“Fuck, and you’re so wet, too,” he grunted. “You like them watching you get fucked. Don’t you?”
“Yes,” I said while trying to breathe in between moans.
“Why don’t you tell them whose pussy is this?”
“Yours,” I cried out as he slapped my ass roughly.
“They can’t hear you, baby,” he said and grabbed onto my hair and pulled my body up by my blonde strands so we were both standing with my back still arched. “Whose pussy is this?” he asked again and used balls deep, hard thrusts to emphasize every word of his questions.
“Yours, Bane,” I cried out again as he continued to fuck me with no mercy. “This pussy is yours.”
He groaned and bent me back across the table.
The darkness in his voice mixed with his possessiveness was sending me over the edge.
I was so damn close and every word he spoke oozed with unashamed masculinity that was going to send me over the edge at any moment, but I tried to hold on until he told me I could.
“Fuck yeah it is,” he said. “Now show them what it looks like when I make my pussy cum.”
And that’s exactly what I did. I cried out as an orgasm rocked through my body like a lightning bolt striking a tree. Though we were fucking so wildly, it still felt like my heart crashed into Maverick’s. I didn’t know that sex could be so rough but still so passionate.
“Good girl,” he said, groaning as my pussy tightened around him. “Let your pussy squeeze my dick so I can fill it up with my come.”
With those words, he slammed into me a few more times to let me ride out my orgasm before he shot his cum deep into me.
My eyes got big at the realization that he did that in front of everyone.
I assumed he would pull out, but, of course, he wanted to do everything in his power to stake his claim on me.
He pulled out of me, and I stood my body up.
“Stay still,” he said. He pulled his shirt off of himself and tossed it over my head.
It hung past my knees and I knew he did that so no one could see my ass through my shorts.
That thought made me smile. Though he just fucked me in front of his whole club, he made sure that I was mostly covered. Why?
Because I was his.
“Fuck,” Hollywood said. “Can I watch every time you two fuck?”
“No dipshit,” Maverick said a little too seriously and we all laughed.
I grabbed my hair and untucked it from the collar of his shirt, letting the curls fall down. He grabbed my face by my chin and planted a deep kiss onto my lips.
“Go to my room and wait for me.”
“Okay,” I said with a smile. I turned around and he slapped my ass.
“Keep those boots on, too!” I heard him call out as I made my way upstairs to his room.